In the deathly stillness, everything seemed to freeze.
The blood rain falling from the sky was frozen by the frost that shot up into the sky, hanging still in the icy wind as the world fell into solemn silence.
Only beyond the Sky Dome did roars and thunder sound.
When a dazzling flash passed from beyond the heavens, a sharp, piercing collision noise resounded from the fissures in the blood-red sky.
The world trembled mightily before this incomprehensible force from nowhere.
Then, the clouds shattered, and an endless blaze gushed from beyond the heavens. Flesh bloomed like trees, with the doomed child's hands struggling to grasp at the cracks in the sky.
It was as if in impatient anticipation of birth.
But was it the joyful cries of birth, or the painful wailing of demise?
